Chapter 1875: 1863: A Woman’s Tongue Can Even Fool Ghosts
Chapter 1875: Chapter 1863: A Woman’s Tongue Can Even Fool Ghosts
What is unparalleled beauty, what is a nation-toppling beauty, what is the Capital City’s Ming Zhu, Wang Yongzhu finally understood.
No matter how Qi Le is as a person, her beauty is beyond doubt.
In two lifetimes combined, Wang Yongzhu had never seen a woman more beautiful than Qi Le.
She not only possessed extraordinary looks, more importantly, from a distance, she had a cold, aloof, and unapproachable aura, even standing amongst splendor, she seemed like a goddess.
At a closer look, her eyes and brows carried the allure of a mature woman; the mix of allure and aloofness, these contradictory qualities, made her exceptionally charming.
Especially her pair of eyes, their gaze was like water, as dazzling as the stars; just one look seemed as if it would capture one’s soul.
There she quietly sat, wearing only a plain jade-colored casual garment, without any decoration, her hair loosely tied into a bun at the back of her head.
Behind and around her, pearls and jades were laid out in front of her, yet none could compare to her in the slightest.
Not to mention Wang Yongzhu was captivated, even Song Chongjin, at just a glance, found her radiance overwhelming and dared not look more.
Adding to that, he was quite wary of Qi Le’s Soul Capturing Technique, so he lowered his head to show avoidance.
But Wang Yongzhu was engrossed in admiring the great beauty before him, unable to resist reciting a segment from The Song of the Goddess Luo: “Her form is like a startled swan, like a dragon in flight. As bright as the autumn chrysanthemum, as lush as the spring pine. She is like the light cloud obscuring the moon, like drifting snow in the flowing breeze. From afar, she is like the sun rising behind morning mists; close up, she is like a lotus emerging from clear emerald waters. Her figure is perfectly proportioned, graceful and slender, with shoulders like chiseled jade, and a waist as if bound by silk. Her neck elegantly showcases her fair skin. Unenhanced by makeup, she shines naturally. Her high headdress, her graceful eyebrows, her lips like red vermilion, her shiny white teeth, in the beauty of her eyes, even her dimples carry authority. Her beauty is unparalleled, her demeanor serene and composed. Her lovely posture and charm flow even through her words. Her garments are unparalleled, her form should be immortalized in paintings. Adorned in dazzling silk, with radiant jade and gold jewelry. In scented air she takes hesitant steps around the mountain corner…”
Upon finishing the recitation, without mentioning that Song Chongjin was surprised,
even Qi Le couldn’t help but brighten her eyes, showing excitement as she looked at Wang Yongzhu: “What is this?”
Wang Yongzhu blinked, silently apologizing to the Cao Zhi of her time-travel space: Dear Cao Zhi, sorry, today I need to borrow your The Song of the Goddess Luo to show off!
Then she shamelessly and confidently said: “This is something I encountered in the Capital City, where I met a scholar named Cao, who claimed to have seen the Queen once and was forever unforgettable, pouring a lifetime of effort to write such a piece.”
“At first, I thought Mr. Cao was exaggerating; seeing the Queen today, I realize even this piece cannot fully describe the Queen’s grace!”
“Oh, how great it would have been to be born a few years earlier, I’d remain in the Capital City even as a maid or a beggar just to catch more glimpses of the Queen!”
This made Qi Le, seated above, chuckle; she rarely smiled, usually appearing exceptionally cool and aloof. This moment, amused, a slight raise of her lips brightened the entire hall as if spring had arrived.
“You, little girl, surely have a clever tongue! I haven’t seen such an articulate young girl in years! This makes me reminisce about my days in the Capital City—”
Only then did a voice beside them speak up: “This is also destined affinity between the Queen and two noble patrons of Great Chu!”
It was Bi Zhu.
When Bi Zhu hadn’t spoken, Wang Yongzhu and Song Chongjin were entirely captivated by Qi Le, completely unaware of her presence.
Now that she spoke, both Wang Yongzhu and Song Chongjin were startled.
Especially Song Chongjin, surprised at his own lack of caution in front of Qi Le, becoming even more wary of her.
Wang Yongzhu gave an embarrassed smile to Bi Zhu: “Princess Consort, please forgive me! When I saw the Princess Consort the other day, I thought she was a rare beauty in the world.”
“Seeing the Queen now, it feels like if the world’s beauty is ten parts, the Queen alone possesses seven, the Princess Consort one, and the remaining three are shared by me and all other women. It was an overwhelming sight, I lost my composure, I ask for the Princess Consort’s understanding.”
These words praised both Qi Le and Bi Zhu.
Women love hearing sweet words, especially those complimenting their beauty.
Especially given how uniquely and amusingly Wang Yongzhu praised, bringing sheer delight.
Even Qi Le, who intended to start a conversation and discuss matters with Song Chongjin, forgot about it, just chatting away with Wang Yongzhu.
The two most noble women of the grasslands, in that moment, were all smiles, indulged by Wang Yongzhu’s words.
Bi Zhu was quietly amazed, and even the maids serving besides stood wide-eyed.
To know, they’d served the Queen for several years, usually seeing her as the cold, unassailable mountain goddess, daring not to offend.
They were proud to serve the Queen, revering her as a goddess, wishing to worship her daily.
For years, the Queen had met countless people, and even when meeting the King of the Grasslands, she remained indifferent, showing little joy.
Not to mention other meetings, aside from dealing with official affairs with some passion, most of the time, she maintained an unbridgeable distance from everyone.
Yet now, although just a smile from the Queen, it added a touch of humanity, making the maids fight back tears of warmth.
Only Song Chongjin had a face full of helplessness, a bit of gritted teeth, recalling Wang Yongzhu’s saying about ’men’s promises being deceitful’; now realizing, women’s mouths, when sweet-talking, are quite skilled too.
These sweet words, he had never heard her say to him!
True to Wang Yongzhu’s usual tease, once obtained, she’s not cherished! While pondering how to deal with Wang Yongzhu back home, he discreetly surveyed the hall where Qi Le sat.
Besides the maids, and those guards secretly stationed outside, there was nobody else; considering Qi Le’s current status, that count was truly less than expected for service.
And looking at the outside sky, if tonight the King of the Grasslands and Qi Le were to attend the banquet together, they should start tying up and preparing.
Yet there was no trace of the King of the Grasslands, no one came to Qi Le’s palace.
Qi Le was still in her casual clothes, showing no intent of attending a banquet?
Could it be that between Qi Le and the King of the Grasslands, there already have been a falling out?
As Song Chongjin pondered in his heart, he heard from over where Qi Le and Wang Yongzhu had already been sweetly speaking.
Qi Le’s expression slightly softened, she finally spoke: “I am a straightforward person, not fond of beating around the bush. I’m sure you both already know, I am your aunt! Back then, young and naive, driven by a love no one blessed, I followed the King of the Grasslands to the grasslands.”
“Unknowingly, that parting meant never meeting again, fate teased, and now of the Qi Family, only you and I are left with our bloodline!”
“Since learning of your existence, I’ve been wanting to meet you. Now that we do, it is unlike I imagined, you resemble your father, and not too much like your mother.”
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